While poor one inch high, Chloe Sullivan, and bleach blonde vampire, Spike, hustled up the long drive of of the Kent Farm, Clark, his mother and General Lane, had just been welcomed into the Luthor Mansion. Lex walked out into the hallway to greet everyone.
Lana swallowed nervously. She was wearing a pale, pink, strapless dress. Her hair was down...Lionel thought she looked enchanting. He watched her from his perch at the bar. Ms. Lang was apprehensive about seeing Mr. Kent tonight. He himself, could not wait to see Martha. He took out his cellphone and made a call to Cole Turner.
Cole, who had just shimmered into a Men's Room stall, at the Talon, from one of the inner rungs of hell, took the call. He peeked up and looked around, into the other stalls and outside of them. He was alone.
"Cole Turner here."
"Mr. Turner, I see that Martha Kent is at a soiree my son is throwing, with General Lane. Why?"
Cole shifted the phone to his other ear. He really didn't have the time for this crap! What was going to happen, concerning Kal-El, was going to happen this evening. But, he kept a civil tone.
"I don't know, sir. I thought General Lane and Mrs. Kent would be dining in. There was supposed to be a family dinner..."
"Do I pay you to use words like 'thought' and 'supposed to be'? No, I do not, Mr. Turner. What I want to know is why General Lane is squiring Martha Kent about town, as if he has some right to her?"
Cole shook his head. What the HELL was wrong with the Luthor men? Specifically, Luthor Sr. here? If he wanted Martha Kent, then damnit, ask her out or something! None of this was really necessary, was it?
"Sir, with all due respect, General Lane is going to keep making inroads with Mrs. Kent, if you don't step up to the plate."
"I realize that, Mr. Turner. The point is, I need the plate to be empty, before I make my move. I don't, as a general rule, compete with other men for my women. Goodnight." Lionel said coldly, before hanging up. He then moved towards Martha and General Lane.
Clark heard General Lane make a snorting sound of disgust, and noticed Lionel coming in their direction. His eyes own eyes fell upon Lana across the room. He mouthed a 'hi' to her. Lana mouthed 'hi' back to him.
Lex watched them make the silent pleasantries, and forced himself to stay calm, and sure of himself. Lana just needed to know that it was over between herself and Clark. And unless Clark was about to reveal the secrets he had been keeping from her(which Lex seriously doubted), then nothing would come of their spending time together.
Lex dragged his eyes off of Lana and Clark, to watch with some amusement, as his father steered Martha away from General Lane. Lex had to keep from laughing, as he noticed the General's fists clench up! He decided to distract him...just to give the old man there, some time with his beloved.
He stood in front of the General.
"General Lane, I was told your daughter would be joining us tonight?"
Sam Lane tore his eyes away from Lionel and Martha's retreating backs, and focused on Lex.
"Yes, well, she's been under the weather."
"Of course. I mean, your other daughter's murder was such a shock to this town. We don't often have criminals just burst into Smallville with machine guns, looking to plow down one of our citizens. Of course, the damage to the Talon was nothing, but..."
"Excuse me. I think I'll converse with one of your servants. They'll probably be ten times more interesting." Sam Lane replied, turning away from Lex and walking off. Lex grinned! Lois was at the Kent farm alone...perfect!
He turned back to watch Clark and Lana, and found that they were gone.
Lana lead Clark into a private sitting room and closed the doors. Clark sat down on one of the couches, and tried to tell himself not to be nervous. This was it. He was going to tell Lana the truth, she would understand and accept him, and then they would leave this house together...tonight.
Lana slowly walked over and sat down next to Clark. She reached for his hand.
"How are you?" she asked softly.
Clark's answer to that, was to pull her into his arms and kiss her. Lana slowly put her arms around him, as she responded to his kiss...one that she could only describe as soul searing. She could feel his passion and longing for her. She knew he loved her.
Clark slowly let her go. He smiled, somewhat embarrassed at his eagerness. He had actually broached the question of sexual relations with human women, to Jor-El. Jor-El's tone had been contemptuous, to say the least, as he made it clear he did not know what his son saw in them. But, he told Clark, in a very snotty and bored sounding tone of voice, that while human women were more delicate than Kryptonian women, control was the key, to successfully making love to one of them.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself."
Lana reached up and touched his cheek.
"I couldn't either."
Clark swallowed.
"I know that I drove you to this...your living here..."
Lana shook her head.
"No, Clark. I want to be here."
Clark blinked.
"You want to be with Lex?"
"I don't know if there is a future for Lex and I. But my decision to move in here, or practically move in, was my decision alone. Lex is not the man everyone thinks he is."
Clark swallowed again.
"So...you two are really...uh...you're really..."
"Lovers, Clark? Is that what you're trying to ask me?" Lana asked gently. Clark pulled away from her and stood up.
"I need to tell you something. And what I'm going to say is going to explain all of the secrecy and lies, that have always been between us. Just know, that I kept things from you, because I was so scared."
Lana stood up. Clark was serious. He was actually going to tell her the truth. The truth about what this secret was, that always came between them. Why he had stopped wanting to touch her...just why?
Lana walked right up to him.
"Tell me, Clark. Tell me. I love you."
"Why don't I show you instead?"
Lana tilted her head.
"Show me?"
Clark moved her out of the way and looked around. He decided the couch would have to do. And it was then, that Clark Kent shot two ray beams out of his eyes, and onto the couch!
When it was over, he looked at Lana...who had fell to the floor in a dead faint! He bent down.
"Lana! Oh my God...Lana!"
Lana's eyes fluttered as he helped her up.
"I'm okay...I'm okay..."
"Honey, talk to me. What...what did you think?"
"Clark, were you affected by the meteor rocks? Is that what you were afraid to tell me? I love you, we can get you to a doctor..."
"No, Lana. I don't need a doctor. I have always been able to do what you just saw...and more."
Lana shook her head.
"I don't understand."
Clark grabbed her hand.
"I want you to come with me."
Lex's Head of Security, told him that Clark and Lana had left the premises. He also said that Lana had taken, of all things, a winter coat. What the hell?
"Do you want me to follow them?" he asked Lex. Lex pondered this, but shook his head.
"No. Get to the Kent Farm and do what we planned." he answered, handing the man a tape.
"Put this in the answering machine."
Lana was in the Fortress of Solitude...and she had also fainted again. Once they entered the ice palace, she had passed out. And when Clark began to...FLY with her in his arms, she passed out again!
Clark set her down. Lana's eyelids fluttered.
"Clark, I don't understand..."
"Lana, I come from another planet. It was called Krypton."
"Was?" Lana asked, as Clark helped her up. She wasn't really that cold. She also wasn't processing what Clark was telling her. Not really. She still thought he needed to get to a doctor.
"It blew up," Clark said, his voice shaky, "it blew up and bits of it...well...they landed here...the day of the meteor shower...long ago."
There was a silence. Lana kept blinking. She then broke the silence.
"The shower that killed my parents?" she asked, her voice sounding hollow, even to herself."
Clark could feel himself welling up with emotion.
"I'm sorry...if I could give you back your parents..."
Lana put a hand up.
"It's alright, Clark. Now, I don't know what this place is, or how you found it, but I want you to take me back to Lex's. I'll pack my things and then come to stay at the farm. We can cure this...it's the meteor rocks... they're making you delusional as well."
Clark reached out and touched her shoulders.
"Lana," he said gently, "I'm not sick. I'm not delusional. I'm the one that's saved you...time and time again when you were in danger! I'm not sick...I was born this way. I know this is going to take some time to get used to..."
"Clark, the rocks are making you lose your sanity, okay, honey? Let's get out of here. Give me that thing you used to get us here, and we'll go home. Maybe Lex can help."
Clark stared into her eyes. Lana really, and truly thought he was crazy. That he had been affected by meteor rocks.
"Lana..."
"Clark, you can't go around flying and shooting beams from your eyes! And God knows what else! I now know why you didn't want to tell me! But you should have went to a doctor years ago! Look at how long we've been apart because of this? I could never not love you, because you're sick..." Lana trailed off, moving in to kiss him.
But Clark took a step back.
"But you couldn't love me if this was really how I was?"
"But you're not." Lana responded gently.
"Yes, that's right. You're right. I'll get myself checked out right away. What was I thinking? Everything just got to me." Clark said, his voice cracking a bit.
"I'll go with you. I'll go with you to the doctor. It will be fine. And as soon as you're cured of this, we can be together, in every way, again." Lana replied softly, caressing his cheek.
"I'd better take you back to Lex's." Clark said, his heart breaking. "And Lana?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"Please, just forget I said anything. I mean, don't say anything to Lex...or anyone else."
"Clark, we will do whatever you want. You'll get through this. I want to go to the hospital tonight though."
"No...I mean I've been living with this all of this time, what's a little longer, you know?"
Lana smiled and embraced him. She would also ask him to shave off that beard. Clark closed his eyes.
Meanwhile, Lionel Luthor had steered Martha Kent into a room full of paintings. She was busy talking about how the Governor could save $500,000, if pay advices weren't mailed to state employees that had direct deposit. Lionel was pretending to listen, but in fact, he heard nothing at all that she said.
He was busy looking at her. Martha was wearing a long, black dress, with a choker of pearls adorned around her neck. Her hair was up.
"Lionel? Lionel, are you alright?"
Lionel, who had been carrying a drink, set it down on a nearby table and focused on Martha.
"Martha, I have to ask...about Sam Lane...is there something between the two of you?"
Martha gave him a confused look.
"Sam? He's Lois's father."
"I realize that. And I realize that his daughter is living under your roof. But...I've seen the way he looks at you."
"The way he looks at me? Lionel, Sam is very important to me. We're just friends."
"But does he feel that way?"
"Lionel, I think we're treading into dangerous territory. Let's get back to the party..."
Suddenly, Martha felt herself being pulled into Lionel Luthor's arms! She squealed/screamed, before his mouth swooped down onto hers! It took her longer than it should have, to push him away!
"Lionel! What ARE you doing!" Martha hissed.
Lionel was breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry, Martha! I couldn't help myself!"
"Try!"
"Martha...you didn't like my kiss? Not even just a little bit?"
"Let's get back to the party." was all Martha said. She turned and walked out of the room. She would definitely need a strong drink after that encounter! Martha tried not to think of Jonathan watching over her...and seeing her kiss Lionel Luthor!
Martha shook off these thoughts. SHE had not kissed Lionel. LIONEL had kissed her!
Meanwhile, Lionel took out his cellphone. He dialed the phone nearest the butler's quarters. The butler picked up quickly.
"I want you to tell General Lane that he has a phone call. Direct him to the phone in the sitting room...so he can have some privacy."
Lionel then hung up. He strode out of the portrait room, down two hallways, and into the room Clark and Lana had been in earlier this evening. He walked over to a cabinet, reached into his pocket and pulled out a key.
Once the cabinet was opened, he pulled out the same shrink ray that he had used on Genevieve Teague. Lionel then hurried over, so that he was standing behind the door. After a few moments, General Lane was shown in. He moved towards the door, just as the butler turned, and saw Lionel behind the door! Lionel motioned for him, with his head, to get out! The butler hurriedly left, slamming the door behind him!
Lionel cleared his throat, just as Sam Lane realized no one was on the phone. He turned around.
"Luthor!" was all he managed to say, as Lionel fired at him, shrinking the General where he stood! Lionel stood there for a moment, then moved forward to step on him, when he heard a noise. Lionel ran to the cabinet he kept the gun in, closed and locked it! He then waited.
Lana Lang opened the door and walked in. She seemed startled to see Lionel. She had meant to come back in and hide the hole Clark had made on the couch, with a pillow.
"Mr. Luthor? What are you doing in here?"
"Oh, just taking a bit of time to myself. Last I saw you, you were with Mr. Kent. Where is he?"
"He wasn't feeling well and had to get home."
"Well, let's get back to the party, shall we?" Lionel said, casting a glance in the direction the General was supposed to be in! It had been his plan to step on him and throw him in the trash! But, Lionel supposed he could do that later. It would take the bastard a day, just to get across this room.
Lois had awakened feeling much better than she had in awhile. She was unsure as to why though. She walked downstairs and decided to make her own supper of a grilled cheese sandwich, with pickles.
She was appalled to find that the sandwich maker did not work! That meant she would have to cook it on the stove. Cursing, she just barely heard the screendoor open, as Clark walked in. He glanced over in her direction, then walked over to the couch to sit down. Lois flipped her sandwich over, and looked at him.
"Hey, Smallville. So, how did it go?"
Clark put his face in his hands and mumbled something. Lois turned off the burner and walked into the living room. She sat down beside him on the couch.
"What did you say?"
Clark lifted his head up. Lois could see nothing but incredible sadness and emotion. Something really bad must have happened!
"Smallville, what is it? What happened?"
Clark shook his head.
"I bared my soul to Lana, and she thinks I'm just sick."
Lois raised a brow.
"I don't understand."
"I told her a secret that I had been keeping...and she just...I should have never told her. She thinks I need to see a doctor."
"Lana thinks you need to see a doctor because this problem is physical? Or mental?"
"It doesn't matter. I can't be with her. We can't be together."
Lois was more than a bit curious.
"What is this secret? Oh don't give me that look! You told Lana, so technically, it isn't a secret anymore."
"Chloe knows too."
Lois's eyes widened!
"Chloe knows? Before Lana?"
"Chloe sort of accidentally found out...you know, I'm going to bed. It doesn't matter."
"Smallville, I hate to see you so down. Why don't you tell me what you told Lana, and we'll figure out how to salvage this thing, okay?"
Clark looked at her. He then took a deep breath. What the hell!
"Lois, I have abilities too...like Arthur does. I can move really fast...I can fly, I can shoot beams from my eyes...I'm from another planet. My mother and Chloe will swear it's true."
"Prove it." Lois challenged him.
"Prove it? What kind of question is that?" Clark asked, more than a bit shocked by her response.
Lois stood up and went into the kitchen. She then returned to his side with her sandwich.
"I want you to seal the ends."
Clark's mouth dropped open!
"What?"
"Oh come on, Smallville! You expect me to just take your word for this? Let me see you seal the ends of this sandwich! If you have rays coming from your eyes, you can do that! It's the least you can do here!"
"The least I can do?" Clark shook his head, then concentrated on her sandwich, sealing both ends. Lois smiled happily, and was about to eat, when she noticed how sad Clark still looked. It would be in poor taste to eat right now.
"So...you're not going to faint?" he asked her, his eyes probing hers.
"Faint? I don't faint, Smallville."
"Yeah...so I've noticed."
"So I guess Lana was not so open minded?"
Clark stood up.
"She thinks I was affected by the meteor rocks, and that I need to go to a doctor."
"Well, how did you tell her about this? I mean, did you break it to her gently?"
"No...I showed her the ray like I did for you..."
"Christ, Smallville! You can't just spring something like that on a girl! Look, your relationship is still savable. But...I think you're going to need Chloe's help...and your mother's... she obviously knows, right?"
"And my father, of course. They were the ones that found me." he said tiredly.
Lois could see that keeping this secret was tearing him apart...and wearing him out. She wondered if this was why he disappeared for so long? Lois stood up as well.
"Smallville, there is no point in tearing yourself up over this. You couldn't keep this secret from Lana any longer. You just couldn't."
Clark stared at her with amazement.
"But you don't think I'm crazy? Or strange or..."
"The flannel that you wear is strange. But other than that, no. Besides, you have to remember, I've been through what Lana is going to go through. Did you know that A.C. can heal things too? He helped heal one of your sick calfs, about two weeks before he left..."
Lois suddenly stopped talking. Clark tilted his head.
"What?" he asked, as Lois's expression changed from sympathetic to sad.
"What did I do to him? I had no right to ask him to kill someone for me. I mean, I always knew it...but I really didn't FEEL the regret. Not until now."
Clark reached for her and pulled her into his arms. They held one another for a moment, before Lois pulled away.
But Clark pulled her back, and his lips met hers for a kiss. Lois pushed against him.
"Smallville...I don't think we should be doing this!" she whispered.
"Do you want me to stop?" Clark asked teasingly.
"No!" Lois moaned, as her mouth closed over his.
Chloe and Spike stopped. They were still a long way from the house, but two very large figures could clearly be seen on the porch.
Clark and Lois...and they were in a spinning sort of embrace, kissing, as they moved down the porch steps, then back up them and into the house...then back out again! It was almost as if the two of them couldn't decide whether to shag on the porch, or inside! Spike coughed and looked at a stricken looking Chloe.
"I'm sorry, luv."
"Clark and Lois? No...I mean, he loves Lana. And Lois is crazy about A.C.."
"A.C.?"
Chloe did not answer, and Spike looked back at the couple in heat, as the most amazing thing happened. Clark flew both him and Lois into the air, without breaking off their kisses. Chloe gasped! Spike's mouth dropped open! Bloody hell! Were they going to shag in the sky up there! Yeah...it looked like it! They were tearing at one another's clothes mid-air!
Spike looked at Chloe. He was now quite turned on himself!
By the time Lois realized Clark had brought her up to the clouds, it was really too late to do anything about it, or protest. Their clothes dropped back to the ground and landed on various powerlines, causing a small power outage. Clark's shoes landed on an elderly couple's truck, causing them to have an accident...
Lois's bra ended up on top of Stop sign. Clark's unmentionable's landed in a freshly plowed field.
Lois's underwear, would never be found.
"Smallville...Lois gasped as she felt his hands ran up and down her bare back, only to rest on her buttocks. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she gasped with pleasure...again and again. The sensation of being in the air, and among clouds, locked in this powerful man's arms, as he made love to her with slow, purposeful strokes...was something not lost on her...or Clark. Lois Lane was usually the one in charge, whenever they did something...like argue, play monopoly...live their lives. But now, HE was in charge, and he intended to take full advantage of this opportunity.
Lois barely felt his beard against her neck, as he left a trail of kisses there. He then began to whisper into her ear.
"Lois?"
"Hmmmmm?" she asked, not really hearing him. She was relishing the sensations he was causing within her.
"Call me 'Clark', Lois. Go ahead...call me Clark."
Lois's eyes opened. She stared into his eyes and he stopped moving inside of her. She scarcely noticed their high surroundings, though she did wonder if a plane could come by or something!
"What did you say?"
"Call me, 'Clark'."
"No." she said, smiling.
"Fine." he said, almost childishly. He began to move inside of her again, picking up the pace, until he felt her nails dig into his back...and break! His tongue was moving at an accelerated rate, in and out of her ear!
"Clark! Clark! Clark!" Lois moaned, swearing to God, that she would never say it again.
"Call me, 'Clarkie'." he ordered her teasingly.
"Clarkie! Clarkie! Clarkie!" Lois almost sobbed with passion. Then, her world felt like it was spinning and she passed out.
Or more like fell asleep.
Clark smiled, then kissed her softly on the mouth, before descending onto the ground. Once there, he carried Lois back into the house. He suddenly stopped short. All of the lights were out. He looked back up on the powerlines. Damn!
Chloe could not believe her eyes! She had seen Clark and Lois's clothes fall from the sky and short out the power! Then...Clark landed...naked, with Lois in his arms, who was also naked and...either passed out or whatever!"
Spike could not help but grin! Chloe's cousin had passed out! Looked as if that Kent ponce, wasn't such a ponce after all!
But still, Chloe looked stricken.
"I'm sorry, luv." Spike said again. She shouldn't have had to see that.
Chloe shook her head.
"It doesn't matter."
"It does matter! And if it's any consolation...I think you're sexier than hell...and very bitable."
Chloe raised a brow.
"Really? Bitable hey?"
"Yeah...bitable."
Chloe could see the desire in Spike's eyes, but she held him off.
"Look, Spike...uh...we're one inch high here."
"So?"
"Well, I think we should wait. At the very least, until we're normal sized again. I would feel funny...with the ants, spiders and grasshoppers that could catch us."
Spike nodded. He didn't buy her excuse, and knew that she was still shaken by what she had seen here tonight. But...it wasn't like he could promise her anything but a good tumble anyway. And Chloe Sullivan deserved much more than that.
Clark managed to put a nightshirt on Lois, before kissing her while she slept. He then took a shower, and left the house again. He made sure he got the generator working, and soon, the Kent Farm had power again. He had to go somewhere and think. What happened tonight between himself and Lana, had been a nightmare. What had happened between himself and Lois, had been nothing short of incredible.
It had also left him more confused than ever. Clark left the house and got into his truck. He passed by his shrunken friend and the vampire. It was not until he was out onto the open road, that the men Lex had sent, turned on their own headlights, and headed onto the property.
Chloe and Spike were forced to run aside, as the second car drove up to the Kent farmhouse. By then, Chloe and Spike could see a little more clearly.
"What's going on?" Spike asked.
Chloe shook her head.
"I don't know."
They watched, as one of them, walked into the house. The other man, then opened up his truck, and pulled out a woman's body. Chloe and Spike stopped walking and stared. The man that had went into the house, came hurrying out.
"The girl is asleep. I put the tape in the answering machine. I think that's her car over there."
"Put the body in front of the car. I'll hot wire it, then run over Mrs. Teague with it."
"Make sure you back up over her as well. It has to look like a car did this."
"I will. How long until we phone this in to the police?"
"Mr. Luthor said as soon as we make a clean getaway."
Cole Turner looked at his watch. He was sitting in the Talon. He decided now was the time to get over to the Kent Farm and appoint himself Lois's lawyer. She would need him, when she was arrested for murdering Genevieve Teague.